The Novels of Charles. Brockden Brown: Consisting of Wieland, Or, The Transformation ; Arthur Mervyn, Or, Memoirs of the Year 1793 ; Edgar Huntly, Or, Memoirs of a Sleep-walker ; Jane Talbot, Ormond, Or, The Secret Witness ; Clara Howard, Or, The Enthusiasm of Love, with a Memoir of the Author, Volumen2J. B. Lippincott & Company, 1859 |
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Página 131 - Pictures of their own distress, or of that of their neighbours, were exhibited in all the hues which imagination can annex to pestilence and poverty. My preconceptions of the evil now appeared to have fallen short of the truth. The dangers into which I was rushing, seemed more numerous and imminent than I had previously imagined. I wavered not in my purpose. A...
Página 132 - I cast a look upon the houses, which I recollected to have formerly been, at this hour, brilliant with lights, resounding with lively voices, and thronged with busy faces. Now they were closed above and below ; dark, and without tokens of being inhabited. From the upper windows of some, a gleam sometimes fell upon the pavement I was traversing, and showed that their tenants had not fled, but were secluded or disabled. These tokens were new, and awakened all my panics. Death seemed to hover over this...
Página 136 - Many odours had been met with, even since my arrival in the city, less supportable than this. I seemed not so much to smell as to taste the element that now encompassed me. I felt as if I had inhaled a poisonous and subtle fluid, whose power instantly bereft my stomach of all vigour. Some fatal influence appeared to seize upon my vitals, and the work of corrosion and decomposition to be busily begun.
Página 3 - ... degree, memorable. They have already supplied new and copious materials for reflection to the physician and the political economist. They have not been less fertile of instruction to the moral observer, to whom they have furnished new displays of the influence of human passions and motives. Amidst the medical and political discussions which are now afloat in the community relative to this topic, the author of these remarks has ventured to methodize his own reflections, and to weave into an humble...
Página 122 - Terror had exterminated all the sentiments of nature. Wives were deserted by husbands, and children by parents. Some had shut themselves in their houses, and debarred themselves from all communication with the rest of mankind.
Página 190 - Perhaps, said I, it is less important to know how it was removed, than by whom it is now possessed. Unquestionably: and yet, unless that knowledge enables me to regain the possession it will be useless. Useless then it will be, for the present possessor will never return it to you. Indeed, replied he, in a tone of dejection, your conjecture is most probable. Such a prize is of too much value to be given up.
Página 134 - Go hunt for it somewhere else," said she ; "you'll find none here." I began to expostulate; but she shut the window with quickness, and left me to my own reflections. I began now to feel some regret at the journey I had taken. Never, in the depth of caverns or forests, was I [equally conscious of loneliness. I was surrounded by the habitations of men; but I was destitute of associate or friend. I had money, but a horse-shelter, or a morsel of food, could not be purchased. I came for the purpose of...
Página 122 - ... to shun. Men were seized by this disease in the streets ; passengers fled from them ; entrance into their own dwellings was denied to them ; they perished in the public ways. The chambers of disease were deserted, and the sick left to die of negligence. None could be found to remove the lifeless bodies.
Página 132 - Schuylkill and the heart of the city, I met not more than a dozen figures; and these were ghost-like, wrapped in cloaks, from behind which they cast upon me glances* of wonder and suspicion ; and, as I approached, changed their course, to avoid touching me. Their clothes were sprinkled with vinegar ; and their nostrils defended from conta» gion by some powerful perfume.
Página 164 - ... and mirth. The wretches who are hired, at enormous wages, to tend the sick and convey away the dead, neglect their duty and consume the cordials, which are provided for the patients, in debauchery and riot.